Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Flower in the Crannied Wall


Flower in the crannied wall, 
I pluck you out of the crannies, 
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, 
Little flower-but if I could understand 
What you are, root and all, all in all, 
I should know what God and man is. 

- Alfred Lord Tennyson

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